Quotes About Tranquility

We stood for a moment, the brackish canal water teething at the stone,the last of the stars fading as the sky transformed from black to indigo. A pair of swans like large white clouds floated on the water, their heads tucked under their wings, as a gondola pulled up, a lantern on the prow, the gondolier on the stern, rubbing his sleepy eyes.

Be courageous: be still.

with our thoughts—any thought—we lose touch with the peace and contentment of the Now.

There shall we heare the pretty birds sweetly singing, see the hilles and plaines verdantly flouring; the Corne waving in the field like the billowes of the Sea, infinite store of goodly trees

Toda la música tiende al silencio.

Le comari a poco a poco si erano diradate, e come il paese stesso andava addormentandosi, si udiva il mare che russava li vicino, in fondo alla straduccia, e ogni tanto sbuffava, come uno che si volti e rivolti nel letto.

I allowed silence its eloquence.

Find a quiet place to sit alone and in silence; bow your head and shut your eyes. Breathe softly, look with your mind into your heart; recollect your mind—that is, all its thoughts—and bring them down from your mind into your heart. As you breathe, repeat: "Lord Jesus Christ, have mercy on me," either quietly with your lips, or only in your mind. Make an effort to banish all thoughts; be calm and patient, and repeat this exercise frequently

If you love wealth greater than liberty, the tranquility of servitude greater than the animating contest for freedom, go home from us in peace. We seek not your counsel, nor your arms. Crouch down and lick the hand that feeds you; May your chains set lightly upon you, and may posterity forget that you were our countrymen.

Now that she had actually seen and accepted reality, and reality brought such a healing calm.

So vertraulich, so heimlich hab' ich nicht leicht ein Plätzchen gefunden, und dahin lass' ich mein Tischchen aus dem Wirtshause bringen und meinen Stuhl, trinke meinen Kaffee da und lesen meinen Homer.

Warte nur, balde ruhest du auch

nights and days came and passed and summer and winter and the sun and the wind and the rain. and it was good to be a little island a part of the world and a world of its own all surrounded by the bright blue sea.

Contented children are valuable, as is the peace that surrounds them.

It was a sweet and happy dream. The quiet spot, outside, seemed to remain the same, save that there was music in the air, and a sound of angels' wings.

If you can't hear the angels, try quieting the static of worry.

Oh, how the strife and trouble of daily life receded from my view, and lessened in the distance... What voices spoke from out the thundering water; what faces, faded from the earth, looked out upon me from its gleaming depths; what Heavenly promise glistened in those angels' tears, the drops of many hues, that showered around, and twined themselves about the gorgeous arches which the changing rainbows made!

Painting is my escape from reality. I can literally create any kind of world that I want — with tranquility and peace. All my little animal friends, they all live right here with me.

Scratch less, purr more.

Now August comes with a dreamy haze of heat.

[T]here is a harmony In autumn, and a lustre in its sky...

We are having such lovely weather — the air is sweet and still — now and then a gay leaf falling... a thousand little painters are tingeing hill and dale... autumn is most beautiful...

Fall, temperatures, fall, fall! Let the weather mellow and the year drift into peacefulness.

Beer lays a comforting veil of mirth between reality and me.